F*** Em All
Outlawz Lyrics


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You a what? Bad Boy Killaz
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
Hahaha, yeah, nigga, fuck 'em all!
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
Fuck all you muthafuckers!
Ayo, Biggie, put your hands up!

Now, I can make it happen
My rappin' is similar to
Mothafuckers when they scrappin'
Blast and watch 'em back up
Notorious Biggie killer
Affiliation with Death Row
Niggas get their caps peeled back, fool
This the West Coast bitch, you misdemeanor
I'm raisin' hell like felonies
Mr makaveli straight outta jail
To sellin' these
Intoxicated, we duplicated but never faded
Now that we made it my
Adversaries is player hatin'
Got a Mercedes for these tricks
That thought I quit
Then got a drop top Jag for
These bitches that's on my dick
Go to a club in a pack
I'm smokin' bud in the back
I wait for niggas to trip โ€˜cause, bitch
I love to scrap
Mama raised me as a thug nigga
With love niggas
I'm a millionaire started as a drug dealer
I went from rocks to zines
Writin' raps and movies
I went from trustin' these tricks
Now they all want to sue me, so fuck 'em all!

(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
Come put your hands up in the air!
It's a middle finger affair, yeah
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)

Now, could you picture my criminal
Status at it's fuckin' peak?
Even the baddest be gettin'
Murdered in they seats
I'm addicted to these streets
Like crack is to these creeps
Seein' visions of a prison
Wake up screamin' in my sleep
Is there a heaven in this hell?
A possibility of livin' well?
But if they killin' me
I get my stripes and whose to tell
Choosin' to sell
I'd rather die and be deceased
World mob figure addicted to
These fuckin' streets

Now, put your muthafuckin' hands up
If you's a rider (Ride)
Niggas ain't killers so they hidin' (Why?)
Fuck 'em all
Touch 'em all that's the way that we do it
Ride up, hop the fuck out
Watch that bitch nigga lose it
Man, I'm as strong as this game
Ya'll be knowin' my name
A young high strung thug
Nigga created by pain
Livin' my life in the fast lane
Gettin' fucked by the past
Got my mind on my cash
And my next piece of ass, so fuck 'em all!

(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
Come put your hands up in the air!
It's a middle finger affair, yeah
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
I do my dirt all by my lonely
Don't need no phony homie to call me
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
Back off, I hit at everyone of you homies
So don't get comfortable, I'm runnin' you
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
Nigga, we Outlaw riders
Don't give a fuck if you love us, we thuggin'

I got glad bags with enemies
Cut up so they remember me
Soak em in Hennessy
So they relatives know it's me
You can bet your last dollar
I'll dick 'em and holla
Ridin' these hoochies like they some
Heavy ass Chevy impalas
Jump up and get your ass shot up
For my profit pick my Glock up
I'm bustin' with self-defense, you see
Poppin' nobody got 'em, holla
Outlaw riders, mash up on the gas pedal
Vacate the scene
Count the cash and stash the precious metal
Here come the coppers
The SWAT team and the helicopters
Them crackers is crazy
Why? โ€˜Cause they'll never stop us
I watched Arnold Schwarzenegger bust
Somebody in a movie
Now I want to do it too, ooh, ooh
Niggas is too through, true to the game
I claim Outlaw riders, we give
A fuck what they try, i'm

โ€˜Cause Young Noble behind it
Can you picture me stickin' niggas
For they watch and chain?
Kick back, lil' nigga, and watch the game
Get your mob rocked and what not
We keep it poppin', like a drug spot
The streets know what's hot, trust me

Even my hood call me "baby Malcolm X"
With the TEC's, shower some slugs on 'em
I've got a brother
Don't rest and he keeps some drugs on him
Always in grind mood, hustle to find food
Ever seen Faces of Death? That's what my 9 do

I keep my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
With my back against the wall
Like I'm runnin' outta time
Even rap with a gat
I must be goin' out my mind
Like I'm up against the world
This guerilla team of mine
Screamin', "Thug Life, bitch
Fuck 'em all!" and die for 'em
Even if the last nigga left I'ma ride for 'em
Feel me? Until they kill me
That's how I'm rollin' "Fuck 'em all
Let them die!" โ€“ that's my
Slogan fuck 'em all!

(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
Come put your hands up in the air!
It's a middle finger affair, yeah
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
I do my dirt all by my lonely
Don't need no phony homie to call me
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
Back off, I hit at everyone of you homies
So don't get comfortable, I'm runnin' you
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
Nigga, we Outlaw riders
Don't give a fuck if you love us, we thuggin'
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)




(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)

Overall Meaning

The song "Fuck Em All" by Outlawz featuring The Notorious B.I.G. has a strong and aggressive tone that metaphorically describes the struggles and hardships that the artist had gone through in their life. The song starts with the chorus that incites the listeners to let go of all their negative feelings and opinions about the artist and channel it out by chanting 'fuck 'em all.' The verses highlight the artist's experiences with violence, drugs, and the street life in society, which have impacted their life deeply. The verse by The Notorious B.I.G. talk about his association with Death Row Records, his rivalry with Bad Boy Records, and his life as a wealthy drug dealer turned rapper. The song overall has a defiant and rebellious tone that symbolizes the artist's fight against the system and achieving success in life despite various challenges.


Line by Line Meaning

You a what? Bad Boy Killaz
You are a group of talented and rebellious individuals associated with the Bad Boy brand.


(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
Yes, that's correct, we have no regard for or interest in anyone who opposes or dislikes us.


Hahaha, yeah, nigga, fuck 'em all
We find amusement and satisfaction in disregarding and dismissing all those who stand against us.


Fuck all you muthafuckers
We have complete contempt for each and every one of you.


Ayo, Biggie, put your hands up
Hey, Biggie Smalls, raise your hands in acknowledgement or surrender.


Now, I can make it happen
I have the power and ability to achieve success and make things go my way.


My rappin' is similar to mothafuckas when they scrappin'
My style of rapping resembles the intensity and fierceness of individuals involved in physical altercations.


Blast and watch 'em back up
I unleash my powerful words and observe as my enemies retreat or back down.


Notorious Biggie killer, affiliation with Death Row
I am known for my involvement in the demise of the notorious Biggie Smalls, and I am associated with the Death Row record label.


Niggas get their caps peeled back, fool, this the West Coast
Individuals from the East Coast are met with fatal consequences when they come to the West Coast, so don't be foolish.


Bitch, you misdemeanor, I'm raisin' hell like felonies
You are insignificant and trivial, while I am causing chaos and havoc on a more serious and severe level.


Mr. Makaveli straight outta jail to sellin' these
Just like the late Tupac Shakur, I have emerged from prison and now sell these records with great success.


Intoxicated, we duplicated but never faded
Despite being inebriated or influenced, we manage to replicate ourselves and our achievements without losing popularity or relevance.


Now that we made it, my adversaries is player hatin'
Now that we have achieved success, those who oppose us are envious and hostile.


Got a Mercedes for these tricks that thought I quit
I have acquired a luxurious Mercedes to prove wrong those individuals who believed I had retired or given up.


Then got a drop-top Jag for these bitches that's on my dick
Furthermore, I purchased a convertible Jaguar for those women who are infatuated and obsessed with me.


Go to a club in a pack, I'm smokin' bud in the back
When I attend a club with my entourage, I indulge in smoking marijuana discreetly in the rear.


I waitin' for niggas to trip 'cause, bitch, I love to scrap
I eagerly anticipate confrontations with individuals who are looking for trouble because I enjoy engaging in physical altercations.


Mama raised me as a thug nigga, where love, niggas?
My mother raised me to be a tough and rebellious individual, so where are those individuals who claim to have love for me?


I'm a millionaire, started as a drug dealer
I have amassed significant wealth, but I began my journey to riches as a seller of illegal drugs.


I went from rocks to Zs, writin' raps and movies
I transitioned from selling drugs on the streets to crafting rhymes and scripts for both songs and films.


I went from trustin' these tricks
I used to place my trust in deceitful women.


Now they all wanna sue me, so fuck 'em all
Now that I am successful, these women are seeking legal action against me, but I have no regard for any of them.


(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
Yes, that is correct, I have no respect or consideration for any of them.


Come put your hands up in the air
Raise your hands in the air.


It's a middle finger affair, yeah
This is a gathering or event where we express our defiance and disrespect by extending our middle fingers.


I do my dirt all by my lonely
I engage in illegal activities without the assistance or presence of others.


Don't need no phony homie to call me
I don't require a fake or insincere friend to contact me or associate with me.


That go for each and everyone of you homies
This statement applies to every single one of you who claim to be my friends.


So don't get comfortable, I'm warnin' you
Do not become complacent or assured in your position, as I am cautioning you.


Nigga, we Outlaw riders
We are part of the Outlaw group, embodying a rebellious and defiant spirit.


Don't give a fuck if you love us, we thuggin'
We do not care about or require your affection, as we are committed to living a thug lifestyle.


Now could you picture my criminal status at its fuckin' peak?
Can you imagine the extent of my criminal reputation and activities when they were most intense and influential?


Even the baddest be gettin' murdered in they seats
Even the most formidable individuals are meeting their demise in a violent manner.


I'm addicted to these streets, like crack is to these creeps
I have a strong and uncontrollable attachment to the streets, similar to how crack cocaine addicts are enslaved by their addiction.


Seein' visions of a prison, wake up screamin' in my sleep
I experience vivid and distressing hallucinations of being incarcerated, causing me to wake up in a state of fear and agitation.


Is there a heaven in this hell? A possibility of livin' well?
Is there any sort of bliss or paradise within this torturous existence? Can one find the chance to thrive and succeed?


But if they killin' me, I'll get my stripes and whose to tell
However, if they end my life, I will earn my reputation and be remembered, despite anyone's ability to accurately recount it.


Choosin' to sell, I'd rather die and be deceased
Preferring a life of crime and selling illegal substances, I would rather face death and no longer exist.


World mob figure addicted to these fuckin' streets
Being a prominent and influential figure in the underworld, I am excessively attached to and reliant on these dangerous streets.


Now put your muthafuckin' hands up if you's a rider (ride)
Raise your hands if you are a true and loyal individual associated with our outlaw group.


Niggas ain't killers so they hidin' (why?)
These individuals claiming to be tough and deadly are actually hiding their true nature (why?).


Fuck 'em all, touch 'em all, that's the way that we do it
Disregard and dismiss all of them, making contact or engaging with each one, as that is our modus operandi.


Ride up, hop the fuck out, watch that bitch nigga lose it
Approach swiftly, exit the vehicle aggressively, and observe as that weak individual loses control or composure.


Man, I'm as cold as this game, y'all be knowin' my name
I am as ruthless and unforgiving as this lifestyle, and all of you are aware of my notoriety.


A young, high, strung, thug nigga created by pain
I am a young, energetic, and aggressive individual molded and shaped by the experiences of suffering and hardship.


Livin' my life in the fast lane, give a fuck 'bout the past
I am accustomed to living a fast-paced and reckless life, with no regard for the mistakes or events of the past.


Got my mind on my cash and my next piece of ass, so fuck 'em all
My priorities lie in obtaining wealth and satisfying my sexual desires, so I have no concern or regard for any of them.


I got Glad bags with enemies, cut up so they remember me
I possess bags filled with the remains of my enemies, chopped up and preserved as a reminder of my power.


Soaked up in Hennessy, so they relatives know it's me
These body parts are soaked in Hennessy alcohol, ensuring that the loved ones of those enemies are aware of my involvement.


You can bet your last dollar, I'll dick 'em and holla
You can confidently wager your final currency that I will seduce these individuals and then abandon or betray them.


Ridin' these hoochies like they some heavy ass Chevy Impalas
I engage in sexual encounters with these promiscuous women with the same intensity and force as driving a heavy and powerful Chevy Impala.


Jump up and get your ass shot up
If you dare to challenge or confront me, be prepared to face the consequences in the form of gunfire.


For my profit, pick my Glock up
I am willing to resort to violence and use my Glock handgun in order to protect my financial interests.


I'm bustin' with such efficiency
I am shooting with great skill and precision.


Poppin' nobody got 'em, holla
I am shooting and successfully eliminating my targets, so you can call out or shout.


Outlaw riders, mash up on the gas pedal
As members of the Outlaw group, we accelerate and move forward with great force and momentum.


Vacate the scene, count the cash and stash the precious metal
We swiftly depart from the location of our illicit activities, counting the money we have earned and concealing the valuable guns.


Here come the coppers, the S.W.A.T. team and the helicopters
The police, the Special Weapons and Tactics team, and the helicopters are approaching.


Them crackers is crazy, why? 'Cause they'll never stop us
These law enforcement officers are foolish and delusional because they will never be able to hinder or cease our criminal endeavors.


I watched Arnold Schwarzenegger bust somebody in a movie
I witnessed Arnold Schwarzenegger shoot and kill someone in a film.


Now I wanna do it too, ooh, ooh
Now I have a desire to engage in the same violent actions.


Niggas is too through, true to the game
These individuals are wearied and exhausted, remaining loyal and dedicated to the lifestyle.


I claim Outlaw riders, we give a fuck what they try, I'm
I proudly associate myself with the Outlaw group, and I am unaffected by the attempts of others to oppose us.


'Cause Young Noble behind it
Because Young Noble is supporting or leading this movement.


Can you picture me stickin' niggas for they watch and chain?
Can you imagine me robbing individuals at gunpoint in order to steal their valuable watches and chains?


Kick back, lil' nigga, and watch the game
Relax and observe the unfolding events, young man.


Get your mob rocked and what-not
Prepare to be shocked or surprised by my associates and their actions.


We keep it poppin' like a drug spot
We maintain a high level of activity and excitement, similar to a location where drugs are sold.


The streets know what's hot, trust me
The streets have knowledge of what is popular or successful, so you can trust my judgment.




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@MorpheusASmith

Never gets the old. The beat goes hard. Legend. ๐Ÿ™

@tombatman1637

I've never missed anyones music like I miss Pacs. Been a fan since 87 and I still bump his shit. I still remember the first song of his I ever heard like it was yesterday

@BreakHarpe

What was the 1st Pac song u ever heard?

@tombatman1637

@@BreakHarpe violent

@BreakHarpe

@@tombatman1637 I think I might've heard that b4...When did it come out?

@tombatman1637

@@BreakHarpe shoot it must have been like 1990 or something like that

@staffordshirebullterrierli7411

Both Pac were Biggie were standalone, Its so sad we lost 2 geniuses at such a young age, Imagine the bars they be spitting now if it weren't for the people in the industry killed them!
Many many Awesome remixes, they still living the dream!!!! <3

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@NikiReynolds_2swift

He got what he wanted. He said he just wanted to be remembered and if he only knew how many people respect and love him and the effect he has on people. No one else is like him and never will.

@winnen6438

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@nhlahlamoyana5778

tupac is truly a notorious BIG killer on this beat.

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